Daily life in Zongman

"Ah."

"You've been helping me before, now let me help you deal with it."

"..." He was stunned for a moment and made a puzzled sound: "Huh?"

Futaba looked at her bewildered lover and realized he was really simple and knew very little about that aspect. Perhaps it was because he had been well protected before, or perhaps it was because he had not paid attention to this aspect of knowledge before, that he met her not long after he had developed.

She guessed that this might be his first time.

The slight sense of guilt in her heart was covered up by the great excitement. The feeling of staining the white paper black, darkening the sun, and dyeing the pure white with her own color made her confused brain even more confused.

Futaba suddenly remembered a sentence that she had heard from someone a long time ago.

"Futaba, you and I are the same kind of people, but I no longer suppress my emotions, while you are still conflicted."

She let out a breath and didn't hesitate any longer.

Futaba Rio reached out her hand, tied up her long hair, and then took off her glasses. She looked at the hazy figure in her vision and gently hugged it.

"Please... please don't speak..." She whispered softly in his ear, her voice trembling.

It was his first time, and so was it for her. For the sake of her beloved, she tried everything she had learned from the tree, not minding the filth at all.

Futaba backed away and crawled on the bed. The little light from outside the window shone into the room through the curtains, making the room dim.

There was a sound of birds singing outside the window: "Chi~Chi~"

In this resurrected world, the green grass rooted in the soil swayed in the spring breeze, creeping to the sides in the direction of the wind, and being completely separated as animals stepped on it.

The birds in the trees made crisp sounds, and amid the chirping, the sun came to the center.

it's time for lunch.

Futaba sat in his arms again. She took off her hairband and let her hair down again. She lowered her head slightly, with a blush on her face.

Her voice was hazy and watery: "Please... please don't say anything... just this once..."

As she was about to put her glasses back on, she felt a burning sensation in her stomach. She froze and looked up at her lover.

She noticed that he was turning his head away, not daring to look at her: "I'm sorry, I can't help it."

Futaba said nothing, but just took his hand and placed it above her head.

"Help me comb my hair..."

"As good friends...we need to help each other...for the last time..."

76. The Last Night of the End of the World

Good friends help each other.

Futaba was very clear that she was telling lies, and this behavior clearly crossed the boundaries of good friends.

But she didn't dare go any further, she was afraid.

She was afraid and said that this was something only a girlfriend could do. Then Fujiwara came to his senses for a moment, apologized profusely, and then ran away. It must be very awkward when they met again, and their relationship was completely ruined.

She was afraid of being rejected, she was afraid of losing friends, she was afraid of relationships disappearing, she was afraid of this terrible outcome.

But she wanted to go a step further, so in the midst of the contradiction, Futaba chose to say: "This is between good friends, helping each other."

They were still good friends, just a little out of line, a little unhealthy.

Rational Futaba, genius Futaba, timid Futaba, sentimental Futaba, contradictory Futaba. Like a little witch, she uses plain words to transform into a robe to cover herself, but beneath the mysterious witch robe, she is just a young girl with greed in her youth.

Today's Futaba Rio is also in a state of extreme contradiction.

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Fujiwara Haru had experienced rapid growth last year, his height, build, and hormone levels all increasing rapidly. However, his knowledge of the subject hadn't kept pace with his development, and the sword in his mouth had completely exposed his blind spots.

Under the influence of hormones, he is now very confused, his brain is filled with excitement, hesitation, confusion, and: the desire to run wild.

As the electricity flowed through his spine, his whole body felt comfortable and his brain felt numb. In a moment of clarity, Fujiwara Haru regained his ability to think.

He thought: Why did it turn out like this?

People always seek answers to questions from their own experiences and knowledge.

Fujiwara Haru puts himself in other people's shoes. He didn't want Futaba to suffer so much, so he always massaged her lower abdomen with a helping mindset. Even if such an intimate action made him a little embarrassed, he would still do it seriously because he really didn't want Futaba to feel so uncomfortable.

It's just that his body has been becoming less and less obedient recently, and he's been feeling more and more embarrassed, but he will still complete the massage seriously.

So Futaba should also be trying to help him, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable or ashamed while doing this, right?

In his second clear-headed thought, Fujiwara Haru confirmed one thing: Futaba is such a nice person, smart, beautiful, gentle, and except for her small stature, she has all the advantages.

like.

Futaba must have been very shy at this moment, and she must have mustered up a lot of courage to help him deal with it.

You can't bully her or tease her, and he has to give back well too!

After the two times, Fujiwara Haru's mind was completely clear, and he was no longer embarrassed or hesitant. He placed a pillow under his lower back, sat at the head of the bed, and hugged Futaba completely in his arms.

Control the posture, let her lie in your arms, and then continue the massage carefully and gently.

If you want Futaba to feel better, you can't let her endure the pain and take care of him during her menstrual period. Let's help each other.

The bedroom fell into silence until Futaba whispered softly, "Well... this time... it's really the last time..."

He held down Futaba who wanted to get up: "No need, I feel much better, not so confused and uncomfortable anymore, Futaba, have a good rest."

I could feel that Futaba's body in my arms was a little stiff, so I changed to massaging her shoulders, pressing her arms from both sides, all the way down, and when I pressed back to her lower abdomen, I could feel that she relaxed a lot.

Futaba whispered: "We can do it again..."

"Futaba, have a good rest. I'm much better now."

Because Futaba is very shy, I don't want to bully her too much. The clarity of my mind brings about increased self-control. As for my uncontrollable body, I can't control it, but at least I can't bully Futaba anymore.

He carefully massaged Futaba for three days and took good care of her during that time. Futaba also relaxed and calmed down, lying in his arms and reading a book until her period was over.

Fujiwara Haru began to continue exploring outside, still in the east area of the city where the battlefield was discovered before. There were still many places there that had not been explored.

In the distance, he noticed a ruined area with many wrecked vehicles and corpses. It looked like a gathering place, perhaps the last remaining human settlement.

He wasn't sure, but he could go and have a look, so he prepared his axe and gun just in case, then got out of the car and started exploring.

The wreckage of passing vehicles was filled with boxes of guns, ammunition and solid food, which were scattered all over the ground, telling the stories of the past.

Most of the surrounding buildings are in ruins, with only half of them remaining or completely collapsed. You need to be extremely careful when exploring them.

After exploring each house one by one, Fujiwara Haru actually discovered something.

In a square warehouse-like building, there are many yellow bricks - gold bricks. They are neatly stacked, emitting a therapeutic light in the sunlight that can cure trypophobia.

Get rich!

It's a pity that we can't bring them all back, right?

Based on my experience coming here, it seems that only things that can be held in your hands or carried on your back can be brought along. The stool that Fujiwara Haru was sitting on and the phone that was placed in the desk did not come with him.

But it’s better to take as much as possible. Fujiwara Haru drove the car over and started loading gold bricks into the back compartment.

During this time, five chests were discovered in the corner of the warehouse. Two of them were open, and the treasures inside were scattered all over the floor. Various gemstones, pearls, jade, and other precious treasures lay on the ground. They were covered in mud, some were in a state of damage, and there were traces of shoe prints, perhaps they had been trampled on before being scattered.

Maybe someone who had come to look for food before opened the box and found that there was no food in it, so he angrily dumped it all out and then stepped on it.

Fujiwara Haru opened the other two boxes, which were filled with neatly arranged treasures, including jewelry necklaces, jeweled crowns, and he even saw Chinese phoenix hairpins and jade pendants.

Humans share a common appreciation for beauty. During the heyday of this layered city, the upper echelons of humanity used the finest alloys, the finest technology, and the most precious natural gemstones to create these ornaments, which have survived to this day.

These were the treasures brought down by the highest-ranking humans of the past as they plundered layer after layer. They were once priceless treasures, but in the apocalyptic world, they were worth no more than a bag of food. When discovered by later generations, they were simply discarded here, along with the pile of gold, untouched.

When the last box was opened, it contained calligraphy and paintings that had long since decayed.

Fujiwara Haru tried to put the treasure box in the trunk, but could only fit one. After thinking for a while, he threw some gold bricks and put the rest on the passenger seat, making room for another treasure box.

He knew that it was unlikely to bring them all back to reality, but he could take them home and choose them with Futaba, picking out some that both of them liked.

Getting ready to drive home, that’s about all the exploration is done for today.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a straight object, and his gaze moved over and froze in an instant.

A straight wooden stick!

Drop off, pick up, what a perfect day to explore!

"Fairy from the sky!" Fujiwara Haru waved the stick, jumped up, and stabbed forward quickly, shouting meaningless lines, and his happiness value rose sharply.

Bang, the figure fell to the ground, and the ruined building shook under the vibration. With a chain reaction, many bricks fell down in an instant.

The moment he heard the unusual noise, Fujiwara Haru's adrenaline surged, instantly sending him into overdrive. He kicked off, leaped forward, dove, and rolled, securing his stick. With one smooth, flowing movement, he stood up in front of the collapsing building behind him, dusting himself off.

"Don't underestimate my well-trained body!" Fujiwara Haru turned around and complained to the ruined building, and a rock flew towards him.

He just waved his hand nonchalantly without even looking.

Didn't catch it.

The ice crystal pendant on her wrist, a present for her 11th birthday, emitted an icy blue luster. A cloud of snowflakes blocked the flying stones and fell to the ground together.

"What a sneak attack! How despicable." Muttering, Fujiwara Haru picked up the straight wooden stick on the ground and drove back home.

This was his daily routine during his explorations. Buildings that hadn't been maintained for years were mostly decaying. Fujiwara Haru had been able to explore for so long without incident, thanks not only to his sturdy physique and naturally smooth movements, but also to Sister Shendong's care.

Sister Shendong made him wear the pendant all the time, not even to take it off when taking a bath. Fujiwara Haru was very obedient and never took it off.

She had saved him many times.

He wanted to go back as soon as possible. He wanted to go home very much.

A month later, Fujiwara Haru and Futaba Rio were having dinner when they heard the voice of the god again.

"Humans, thank you for your help. The world has been successfully integrated."

"When the sun sets tomorrow night, you will all return together. Be prepared."

"Please note that you cannot bring back any plants or living creatures."

77. Futaba's Two Wishes

After getting the straight wooden stick, Fujiwara Haru rummaged through the books he brought back from his exploration and took out "Detailed Explanation of Kendo".

He had already read the book once, but at that time he didn't have a stick that straight, so he didn't practice. Now he read it again, and after a month of practicing with the help of the book, he felt that he had learned everything in the book.

It felt pretty simple. The moves, postures, combos, and so on, you could understand them after just one look. It was easier than math. However, Fujiwara Haru decided that when he got back, he would still go to the kendo club to observe and spar with others to see if he had the level of a beginner kendo player.

After knowing that they could go back tomorrow, Fujiwara Haru and Futaba began to pack the things they wanted to take back.

First of all, it was the most precious thing, the treasure he had previously ignored.

He recalled how he excitedly brought the treasure box home and told Shuangye, "Shuangye, we're rich!"

Futaba looked over, sighed, and after a few words, she tactfully suggested, "Fujiwara, you can take more books back. The value of each of them is probably dozens of times that of these gold treasures."

"Remember to protect the virtual helmet. I have scanned and transcribed all the book contents."

She didn't directly say they couldn't bring jewelry or gold, but she hinted that the greatest treasure they encountered wasn't gold bricks or jewelry, but the library where they stayed on their first night in this world.

The value of knowledge is far more valuable than these.

Fujiwara Haru, who had reacted, felt a little confused: "Ah...oh...yes..."

It is a subtle feeling to be surrounded by a treasure trove without realizing it, and then looking back to find that you actually have many priceless treasures.

Fujiwara Haru emptied his expedition backpack and placed some of Futaba's selected books in it. Although the virtual helmet contained all the content, it still needed to be backed up to prevent any accidental loss.

After the adventure backpack was filled with books, a small medicine bag was placed on top, which contained the panacea that Futaba had originally chosen, a small box with a total of three pills.

"Futaba, can you exchange it for a panacea? I'll trade it for the gourmet tablecloth." Fujiwara Haru's tone was negotiating. He knew very well how valuable the panacea was, so if he failed, he would try another method.

Futaba was sitting nearby drinking coffee: "There's no need to exchange. And if you had mentioned this to me when we first came to this world, Fujiwara, both bottles would have been yours."

Fujiwara Haru didn't react as to why. Coercion was still too evil for him to imagine.

Futaba put down the coffee: "Hey~ Stupid Fujiwara, just take it. No need to talk about exchange, just take it if you need it."

Very happy: "Thank you very much! Futaba is awesome!"

He happily opened the small box, took out a panacea from it, carefully put it away and kept it close to his body. He could give it to Nishimiya Naoko when he got back. It should be able to cure the disease, right?

By the way, I have to find a way to compensate Futaba in the future.